Where is this excerpt from? It sounds amazing.?

The leaves held the light and we drank the cold like wine. We were fools and we knew it. Probably My Last Day Then. Kids see the clearest. He is in fights in a bar above San Fransisco now. One is growing Dope. Dying of cancer maybe. Pressed every switch, all except the ones too delicate to hold, the ones that slipped through our fingers. Lit like some spaceship panel. All recorded over now(ceremonies, graduations). But I can still Blush. Never thought so clearly as then. We All shake until it all falls like those lovely leaves. Good then. - I found this on myspace from the band, Portfolio Days and i didn't know if it was from a book or what. so please help me.